Anne's house: Browse The Strips

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Some Sunday strips were so true, they were painful. This was me. This was my husband. He did try to help, but I actually prevented him from doing so. In drawing this strip, I hoped other wives would see themselves. I think some did!

Thursday May 11, 2017

Lynn's Comments: You have to be in a good mood to shop for a new bathing suit. You have to feel good, and you have to feel thin. You also have to be ready to completely undress, perhaps many times, so an optimum day must happen for the search to begin.

Friday May 12, 2017

Lynn's Comments: I have a fantasy: for a day, I am a sculpture in progress. I am also the sculptor. I have a day to remove stuff and add stuff to my body, until I am completely happy with it. Then I can come to life and enjoy the results. Yeah. I might need more than a day.

Saturday May 13, 2017

Lynn's Comments: I’ve said these very words. And then I try on an evening gown…and the quest for a diet that works is on again.I once found a diet that worked. The trouble is…I was hungry all the time!

Saturday July 1, 2017

Lynn's Comments: My mother used to make us sit at the table until everything on our plates was gone. My brother and I might sit there until bedtime, and if the meal wasn't finished, we'd find it set out (cold) for breakfast the next morning. No fooling! "Waste not, want not" was the catch phrase of the day…and I never really did understand what it meant!

Monday July 3, 2017

Lynn's Comments: I have a friend whose husband refused to eat leftovers. He simply refused. He wanted everything to be "fresh," so she went out of her way to make him happy. (Yes, even in this century!) From time to time, however, she would make quiche or a delicious casserole. Served with a light salad, it was a perfect meal, and he would eat with gusto not knowing that yesterday’s veg, ham, bacon, and whatever else would cook up, had gone into the meal. It was years before he realized he’d been eating leftovers. This is a true story. They are still married, and he now eats whatever is put in front of him. Stir-fry anyone?

Wednesday February 21, 2018

Lynn's Comments: This is a story from my past. I babysat our neighbour’s four girls. They were a real challenge. I was seriously outnumbered and had to improvise my way through the hours they were in my care. I truly earned the few bucks I was paid.

Saturday March 3, 2018

Lynn's Comments: My brother and I made life miserable for anyone who took on the job of babysitting us. When I became a teenager and it was my turn to take on the job of babysitting, I knew what my charges would do to me. I remember thinking, "a good babysitter never gets paid enough!"

Friday January 31, 2020

Lynn's Comments: My babysitting chops were earned next door, where I looked after 4 little girls who were determined to see me lose my cool. I learned how to win with dignity, and I not only earned a good job reference, but I also learned a bit about parenting!